Chapter 96 Love
In the brutal and unskillful fight, both sides suffered heavy casualties. The center of the battle was filled with corpses, and blood flowed , forming puddles of blood in a short period of time.
You won't see this kind of battle in the civilized world, and you will look down on it, but this kind of stupid battle of courage can give people the greatest shock. All the wildness and ferocity are fully highlighted , and this is their most glorious way of fighting.
There was a loud buzzing sound, and two armed helicopters flew from the west, heading straight for the position held by the National Guard.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."
The helicopter fired missile after missile, turning the position into a sea of fire, followed by a terrifying roar from the onboard cannon.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!..."
The large-caliber aircraft artillery warheads swept mercilessly towards the positions and the bodies of the National Guard soldiers.
A thigh exploded from a soldier's body, blood mixed with minced meat spurted out, and a white substance splashed onto the soldier's face. It was bone marrow, the bone marrow inside human bones.
"Ah!..." The soldier howled in unbearable pain and fell heavily to the ground after losing his balance.
"Bang!" Another bullet flew towards his body and hit his chest accurately.
The sound of the bullet exploding inside his flesh could be heard, a large hole was blown in his chest, and his shattered internal organs splashed high into the air before naturally falling onto the soldier's body.
A soldier nearby struggled to climb forward. His body was blown apart from the waist, his legs remained where they were, and his upper body was flowing across the field, staining the ground bright red...
Under the air attack, the National Guard could no longer hold on and finally collapsed and fled backwards into the Presidential Palace behind them.
The only remaining tank continued to move forward, rolling over the pile of corpses in front of it, making the sound of bones breaking. The bright red blood seeped through the tracks, and then flowed faster after being squeezed. The air was filled with smoke and blood, filled with a smell that could drive people completely crazy.
With a loud bang, the wide iron gate of the Presidential Palace was shattered under the tank's gun barrel, revealing the front building of the palace to the Marines.
The tank stopped moving, and Mekale got out of the tank, sniffed the air hard, and grinned: the National Guard had all collapsed, and the Presidential Palace was less than a hundred meters away. Once he entered the Presidential Palace, he would be the president.
Mekale, who got off the tank and was firmly protected by the soldiers in the center, glanced at Huliai, who was lying in the bunker with his head raised and eyes open, with a look of deep disdain.
Hu Liai had already died, with dozens of bullets piercing his body. He was bound to die, and the moment he held on was only to prevent the soldiers from collapsing too quickly, otherwise more soldiers would die.
"This is a soldier, a truly stupid soldier." Mekale pointed at Huliai and said to the soldiers around him, "Stupid soldiers do not enjoy the treatment of soldiers."
Several soldiers walked over with pistols and fired at Hu Liai's body.
"Da da da..." As the rifle fired, Hu Liai's body was disintegrated, but his eyes were still open, because his eyeballs were shattered by two bullets, leaving bloody eye sockets open forever.
"Occupy the Presidential Palace." Mekale waved his hand, signaling the soldiers to complete the occupation of the Presidential Palace.
"Awoo...Awoo..." Tides of shouting came out from the soldiers' mouths, and they rushed towards the Presidential Palace frantically, wanting to be the first to enter the Presidential Palace.
The general had promised them that whoever entered the presidential palace first would be eligible to pick anything inside the palace, including people.
This is a fierce way of banditry, but this kind of motivation is the most effective.
A distance of a hundred meters was passed in a flash amid the soldiers' crazy howling. They had reached the high wall of the Presidential Palace. As long as they rushed into the blown-open gate, they could kill the fleeing National Guard soldiers and complete the occupation.
All of Yahya's personal guards have gone abroad with him. These defeated remnants of the army are nothing to worry about. Success is coming soon.
The presidential palace was quiet and the defeated soldiers seemed to be so frightened that they dared not make any noise.
But this calmness suddenly brought Mekale a strong sense of danger. He narrowed his eyes and scanned the tall wall. Under the control of his instinct, he signaled the soldiers in front to stop occupying the place.
But the order was given a little too late. Something strange happened on the originally flat wall. Dozens of bricks were smashed out from the inside without any warning, revealing fist-sized holes. Then dozens of black gun barrels came out of the holes.
Mekale's face froze, and the confident expression he had just had disappeared without a trace.
"Da da da..." The extended gun barrel spewed out tongues of fire, and it frantically fired at the soldiers rushing past.
There are no rifles on these barrels, all are machine guns.
"Puff, puff, puff..." The sound of bullets entering the body continued to be heard, and small flowers of blood kept spurting out of the Marine soldier's body, and then he fell down dejectedly.
At close range, it was impossible for these hundreds of Marines to escape from the jaws of dozens of machine guns. They were all shot to pieces and died miserably.
In just one minute, the Marines were almost wiped out. They were not facing the enemy on the ground, but dozens of machine gun bunkers. Not to mention hundreds of people, even thousands of people would not be able to rush through such machine gun bunkers.
"Blow down the wall, blow down the wall!" Mekale shouted loudly at the tank, but he fell into despair as soon as he shouted this.
More than a dozen rockets fired from individual rocket launchers flew towards the only tank in a network and hit it hard.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!..." After a violent explosion, the tank turned into a pile of scrap metal.
"Foreign Legion! Foreign Legion!" Mekale, who was dodging the rocket, got up from the ground, turned around and shouted loudly to the Foreign Legion.
The foreign legion is where the real strength lies, and what’s more, the foreign legion has promised him.
But when Mekale turned around, he didn't see any figure of the foreign legion. They were all gone and he was abandoned.
Realizing that he was in absolute danger, Mekale retreated without hesitation. He was betrayed at the critical moment and now no one would help him.
"Do you still want to leave?" A most familiar voice came from the loudspeaker. It was Yahya's voice.
Hearing Yahya's voice, Mekale's face turned pale, but this expression of despair only flashed by, and was immediately covered by ferocity. He stared at the door of the presidential palace, his right hand on the pistol, waiting for Yahya to appear.
It was a trap from beginning to end, a trap set by Yahya to kill himself.
Sure enough, Yahya appeared at the inner door of the presidential palace and waved to Mekale with a smile on his face.
"Dear cousin, since you are here, why don't you come in and sit down?" Yahya's voice was full of enthusiasm, but everyone could hear the cold murderous intent mixed in this enthusiasm.
Suddenly, Mekale pulled out his pistol and shot at Yahya. This was his last chance, if he could kill Yahya, he could still succeed.
"boom!"
The pistol he had just pulled out was knocked away by a sniper bullet, and Mekale's chance was completely lost.
"Puff! Puff! Puff!..." The sounds of bullets entering the body were heard, and the soldiers surrounding Mekale fell down one after another. In a blink of an eye, only Mekale standing alone among the pile of corpses.
He did not look back to see the snipers' position, because he knew that these snipers were all lurker mercenaries, and Gambia did not have such outstanding snipers.
"Boss, mission accomplished." Flashpoint dismantled his sniper rifle while reporting the situation to Zhao Ziyang with ease.
"I understand." Zhao Ziyang, who was sitting in the Presidential Palace, was playing with a pen with a smile on his face.
His smile was not because of the mission accomplished, but because he was laughing at the fact that Mekaler could launch a military coup without hesitation after Karen's death. Love, the magic of love is so great, it is really enviable.
No, no, no, it’s not that the magic of love is too strong, but that the fox spirit’s medicine is so effective that it can actually make two people fall in love.
"Your smile is not pretty." Pandora, who was sitting opposite Zhao Ziyang, spoke. Her face was not as bright as before when facing Zhao Ziyang, but seemed a little gloomy.
"No, I am blessing love." Zhao Ziyang smiled and shook his head and said, "Who would dare to believe that Mekaler rebelled because of his beloved's anger?"
Pandora's expression became even uglier, filled with anger.
"This is a blasphemy against love." Pandora said to Zhao Ziyang very seriously, pointing out his mistakes.
Zhao Ziyang laughed even more happily. Blasphemy against love? It turns out Pandora can also tell jokes.
"Love belongs to people with normal lives. Do people like us need love?" Zhao Ziyang said to Pandora in a relaxed manner: "Pandora, you should know that love is an unobtainable luxury for people like us. Maybe it really exists, but we will never be able to have it."
"You have desecrated love!" Pandora still insisted on her own philosophy.
Zhao Ziyang shrugged his shoulders in a Western way to express his helplessness. He didn't think he had blasphemed love. Yes, he had directed something to happen between Mekale and Karen, and then used Yahya to kill Karen and instigated Mekale to launch a military coup, but what did their love have to do with him? Blasphemy? Love is usually blasphemed by the two people in love, and has nothing to do with others.
"Do you believe in love?" Zhao Ziyang avoided the word blasphemy and asked Pandora.
"Believe it!" Pandora nodded vigorously.
Unreasonable!
This is Zhao Ziyang's evaluation of Pandora, but he is also very happy because Pandora is acting more and more like a woman. But as for love, he can only say sorry because he doesn't deserve it. From his own point of view, neither he nor Angel can be considered love...
Mekale, who was outside the presidential palace, had already figured out the cause and effect of this, and a look of dejection appeared on his face. The lurker didn't want to help him at all, and everything he did was to cooperate with Yahya to get rid of him as soon as possible.
The dejection replaced ridicule and clearly appeared on Mekaler's face. He was laughing at himself. But he didn't even know what he was laughing at. Was he mad at his beloved or was he too trusting of the lurker?
No, he had never believed in anyone at all. This was just another failure of his, nothing more.
